being out...

is like having to be on the ed sullivan show.

patience...

I'll stay as still as any silhouette

and wait / and leave the rest / to fate.

love...

is like a lonely sentinel; I would wait.

[Viola from Twelfth Night]

momentum...

is like a friend's spirit still blowing behind your sail.

http://www.nytimes.com/slideshow/2009/09/03/arts/20090904_BOOK_SLIDESHOW_index.html

madison...

is like a thursday morning sunrise.

time...

is like a gift that unwraps itself.

yellow...

is like the sun's vodka glow.

my feet...

are like two prairedogs.

yellow...

is like dull brush from the garden.

friendship...

is like a guard rail.

water...

is like a veil.

pride...

is like the unblinking eye.